The first thousand two hundred and forty-two chapters demons are now
Half a day later, a burly naked figure appeared on the water a few hundred feet away from the battlefield. It was Lu Kun.
His eyes flashed with golden light, silently watching the direction in which the group of transformed gods were retreating. After a moment, the Zaling Soft Armor appeared outside his body, gradually twisting into a black costume.
Hong Yuntian's furious voice came from his body: "These damn guys seem to want to enter the Body Refining Pavilion together after the end of the Broken Kingdom."
"Lu Kun, we must find a way to kill a few of them, otherwise all the major sects will unite to attack. Even if we are fine, the disciples of the Body Refining Pavilion will be in trouble."
"Especially Li Qianfeng and the others will definitely be regarded as subjects of research."
Lu Kun squinted his eyes and said in a calm voice: "If we really kill one or two gods, they will be able to slander us as demon spies. After all, for so many years, human gods have never killed each other.
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"The response must be long-term."
When Hong Yuntian heard this, he seemed to be even more angry: "But even if you don't take action, these guys will use this excuse to enter the Southwest Immortal Cultivation World. Since war between sects is unavoidable, it's better to strike first!"
"Is it possible that you plan to hand over your skills? This will make the Body Refining Pavilion appear weak and easy to bully. The enemy will take advantage of it, and they will have to pay the price with their blood!"
Lu Kun snorted coldly and said: "I, Lu Kun, am the leader of a sect and the founder of the physical cultivation system. How can I surrender to them!"
"But the most important thing at the moment is to break through to the late stage of bone transformation and completely form the dual swords of Xuepou."
"The Nether Spirit Crystal has been consumed and we have lost the magical power of integration. It is in danger for us to even save our lives."
"In the world of immortality, strength is paramount! Brother Hong can't help but understand such a simple truth."
Hong Yuntian was silent for a while, and seemed to have calmed down a lot. He said in a voice: "Okay, let's find the essence and blood of the Great Ape first, but you have to remember that one of the reasons that persuaded me to join the Body Refining Pavilion was
Protect the body refining lineage!"
Lu Kun took a deep breath and said with determination in his eyes: "Of course I remember!"
After saying this, he shot away in the northeast direction, and his figure gradually disappeared into the air.
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On the west bank of the Dayuan River, Xu Junwen was flying in the air. She was holding a jade slip, and her slightly pale face was full of surprise.
"As expected, what really helps me about converting three pure states into one breath is the secret technique of separating the original power of the Nascent Soul."
"With it, coupled with the Yin-Yang Zi-Mother Skill, I can divide the origin of the Nascent Soul into three parts and plant them into the golden elixirs of my disciples. The latter has a high chance of breaking through to the Nascent Soul.
Expect."
"Although Jiyang Nascent Soul self-destructed, its origin is still in the body. The Nascent Soul grown using this method is equivalent to my Nascent Soul clone."
"As long as you use the magic method, you can easily swallow it."
"My yin and yang body has the natural ability to purify the power of the two yin and yang souls. It can be divided into three parts, and then the three babies can be merged into one. Repeated several times, regardless of the great monk, even in the stage of transformation, I
We are all very confident!”
Xu Junwen's big eyes were shining brightly. She had witnessed the failure of the previous Yin-Yang Holy Master to break through and become a god, and she knew the two major difficulties involved.
One is that the power of the Yin and Yang Nascent Soul must be extremely pure, and the other is the difficulty of merging the two souls.
But she is different from previous saints. The Yin-Yang Zi-Mother Skill is originally a method of practicing dual Yuanying. The Yuanying has the same soul, which directly eliminates the most difficult part.
As for the cultivation of the power of the Nascent Soul, you can completely rely on the secret technique of converting three pure states into one energy, planting the origin of yin and yang, and finally combining the three pure states into one, and then purifying it with your talent.
The fusion of the six Yin and Yang Nascent Souls before and after, the power of the Nascent Soul can reach its extreme, and with the secret techniques of the Yin and Yang Holy Cult, it is very likely to enter the stage of divine transformation.
After a while, the joy on her face gradually faded, and she turned her head and looked back with a look of deep fear.
"Pavilion Master Lu dares to use his body to accommodate the Yuanying. He is definitely not afraid of self-explosion. You can't believe everything the old monster says. I have separated the origin of the Yuanying for the past few years. I won't be able to return to the sect in the short term..."
Then a jade slip appeared in her hand, and she carefully identified the map inside.
"In the Broken Kingdom, the ancient battlefield and the northeastern region have the most space cracks. The northeastern region is still an ice sheet and there is nothing valuable. Pavilion Master Lu should not go there."
Xu Junwen thought in his mind and changed the direction of the escape.
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An area west of the central part of the Broken Kingdom is filled with a large number of space cracks. These cracks are different from those in other places. In addition to the faint blue light, they are also constantly spitting out black and white clouds.
However, on the periphery of this area, only white clouds and mist emerged from the space cracks. They merged with each other in a special trajectory, using the faint blue space cracks as the framework to form a thick white mist.
This is the ancient battlefield of the Broken Kingdom.
And deep in the ancient battlefield, there is a valley shrouded in silver mist. The mist is flashing with a faint blue luster, and the rich power of space is rolling inside.
Suddenly, streaks of purple-black lightning appeared in the mist of the valley. They became more and more dense, and gradually turned into spots larger than buckets, with hundreds of them in total.
Within each spot, there is a face that gradually becomes clearer. Their faces are densely covered with black scales of different patterns, like some kind of special totem.
Except for these scales, its head is fifty-six times similar to that of humans. Some have long and narrow faces, some have round faces, but their hair and pupils are both purple and black.
As time goes by, these hundreds of faces become clearer and clearer, and you can even see the excited expressions on them.
But just when spots were about to emerge from these heads, the surrounding silver mist suddenly rolled up, and the faint blue light inside flashed crazily, swirling around each other, forming tornado-like whirlwinds, and the power of space was even more agitated.
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The purple-black spots affected by the whirlwind were directly broken into pieces, and the heads inside were twisted and dissipated. However, the number of space storms was not particularly large, and many spots were still intact.
In the remaining spots, the scaly heads roared silently, struggling outward desperately, and strong bodies gradually crawled out.
But at this time, some kind of restriction seemed to be triggered, and in addition to the space storm, a large amount of silver lightning surged out of the silver mist.
Some of the bodies struck by these lightnings screamed in agony, and some continued to struggle outwards with ferocious faces, but no matter what they did, they all retreated without any resistance, and all their spots disappeared.
Despite this, nine figures still rushed out.
They have human-like faces, wear some kind of metallic luster armor, have different scale patterns on their faces, and are filled with a deep magical aura.
Six of them were strong and huge.
The other three have slightly smaller faces, soft looks, slightly slender bodies, and tall chests. Except for the scales on the body and the weird faces, they look like women in the human race.
If there are immortal cultivators here, they will find that these creatures are the same as the descriptions of the legendary demons.
These demons looked at the silver mist below, showing signs of survival, and then spontaneously surrounded the strongest male demon with lavender edges on his body scales.
The demon said with a bit of excitement: "Very good, not only did we have nine people come in this time, but three of them are peak seventh-level demon soldiers."
"The next time the power of space will weaken will be in half a year. At that time, in addition to the Demon King, there will be several Demon Generals coming. Before then, I and the other two will seize the time and try to break through to the eighth level."
"The rest of the team should find out what's going on nearby, especially the monsters left behind by the previous senior, see how far they have grown, and conquer them as soon as possible."
"yes!"
With a few words, six figures shot out in all directions, while the three demons with the deepest auras stayed near the silver mist, selected several places with strong demonic aura, and began to practice...